Do you remember the days when we thought eating ice cream in the rain was exciting, Mi? And we did, too. We walked out in the drizzle, even if we got drenched eventually, to the ice cream parlor some distance away and enjoyed that casatta ice cream with so much…
Coffee With Mi
Today was one of those days, Mi. Solid butterfingers. Right from making the coffee. See, as usual, I had set the milk to boil on one burner. Then the pan of water for the coffee filter. As usual, while this was happening, I cleared the shelves of all the washed…
You’ll find it so funny if I admit this, Mi. I was happy to make rotis today. Hence the rottine–you know. (Courtesy Sury of course). I asked him if he found it amusing that I enjoyed making the rotis today and he quickly said of course. We woke up this…
We are back home! One week in the Andamans was wonderful, Mi. No internet. Phone calls barely going through, with us saying “hello, hello, voice is breaking, can’t hear you” most of the time. Yet we had a good time, the three of us together, rain notwithstanding. Though monsoons are…
Does that even make sense? Yes, it does, Mi, because that’s exactly what we tried to do. And succeeded. But let me begin from the beginning. So as usual, U and I, during one of our marathon phone calls laughed our heads off over how often we make plans but…
So, based on the success and the happy reception of the besan-coconut-almond burfi, I decided to do a “repeatay”, Mi. After all, who doesn’t want to replicate a good thing? Also, the first batch left a craving behind, after its abrupt disappearance. Thus, yesterday morning found me measuring out the…